Rain Christiansen is settling into married life with fellow cold case detective, Daniel McKenna, and life is good. Better than good, even. But when it comes to the topic of expanding their family, Rain isn't so sure he's ready. Yes, a new addition could enrich their lives. But it could also tear down the delicate balance they've worked so hard to achieve. Do they really want to take that risk?

He'd love to brood over that a little more, but murder never takes a day off. A decade-old mystery of the missing Parker family is heating up. Most seem to think the Parkers pulled a disappearing act to get out of financial debt. It isn't before the PTU finds out the reality is far grimmer than that. It seems that Quinn stumbled upon something better left hidden. Now that Rain has stumbled upon it, too, he has to be careful that he doesn't meet the same fate.

Sometimes it amazes him how far he's come from strait-laced FBI agent who couldn't admit—even to himself—that he saw ghosts. He's done the work, learning to get some measure of control of his paranormal side. And while his relationship with ghosts may not be perfect, it's evolved into something symbiotic . . . which is a very good thing. Because in order to protect himself from the living, he might need a little help from the dead.